The Downward Dog

Now that I’ve eaten a nice, light and healthy snack I was ready to continue on my adventure. As bizarre as it was.

The girls at this table were finishing up their food and were about to pack up their things and head off. I left their table and went behind the counter to snag a bottle of water from the fridge. Without paying of course.

All those activities throughout the day left me feeling a little dehydrated. And the girl serving at the counter didn’t seem to mind the breach of protocol, nor the hand on her ass. Nor the water pouring down on her tits to make her top cling wetly to her chest.

I shook my head once again at how ridiculous this world was. I’m not sure I’ll ever understand how it works.

But anyway, now it was time to head off to the gym. Except, I wasn’t going there to get a workout. I would only be there to “observe,” so to speak.

Taking my bottle of water with me I headed out of the sandwich bar, leaving behind the girls who were slowly making their way out too. I turned right towards the fitness centre and almost skipped my way there, I was that giddy about it.

I made my way along the walkway that wrapped around the edge of the carpark. I passed many sexy ladies on the way, a lot of them were in workout clothes and looked damn fine. Despite the number of times I jizzed today I was mildly surprised to learn that my manhood was still up for action. Which was fine by me but this would be breaking my own record by now. Did coming to this world change me in some way?

I stopped walking to think about that. Women passed by me without even a glance as I stared into space. If this world made it so I could cum more often… Then was this world created solely for a sexual reason? A world just to fulfil someone’s fantasy. But then that would make my coming here as something done deliberately. Did someone send me here? But why? Why me?

I was some random kid gone off to college. I wasn’t special or anything. Not that I was aware of, anyway. Nor did I learn about any government secrets that would warrant someone getting rid of me. But then why would they send me to a world to have sex? Was it some kind of experiment? Was I an unsuspecting guinea pig? And if they changed one thing about me then what else did they change?

Or maybe it was aliens…

Pfft! Okay, now that made even less sense.

Why would aliens develop space travel to get from their planet to ours just so they could put me in a world where I would have ungodly amounts of sex?

Hmm… God. Maybe God… Nah, that’s dumb. That wouldn’t make any sense either.

None of this made sense. I couldn’t come up with a reasonable or logical explanation for any of this. It was all just way beyond the realm of possibilities.

And standing here thinking about it was only going to hurt my head. I gave a huge sigh and started walking again but this time much slower.

I suppose I could think about it later. It’s not like I didn’t have all the time in the world now. I bet I could literally walk straight into government buildings now without reprimand. Heck, maybe even area fifty-one! That might be something to do while I was here.

Enough musing though. Right now, I was in front of the entrance to the fitness gym. I could think later, indulge in sweaty woman-flesh now. Caveman urges will win out.

Walking in I noticed a reception desk in the shape of a semi-circle with a spunky looking woman in grey gym shorts and a black tank top sitting behind it. She had short spiky brown hair that may or may not have been styled to look like fortunate bed hair.

The rest of the room was a mixture of wood panelling and soft, warm colours. A waiting area with comfy looking couches was set up in the corner to my left and another desk with an assortment of energy drinks and supplements sat in the corner to my right. Another girl was manning the cash register there while chatting to a third woman.

Those two were both blonde and wearing loose white and slightly shear t-shirts over black sports bras. Their legs covered by black capris.

Four hallways led further into the building. Two on the back wall to either side of the reception desk and two more on the left and right walls. The walls had some glass windows that allowed me to catch a hint of the exercise rooms with their equipment. I could see a couple women working on a treadmill and an exercise bicycle from here.

The women in this room barely glanced at me at my entrance. The two blondes just continued to talk while the spunky brunette tapped away at a computer and sipped at a water bottle. I sipped at mine as well.

I walked up to the desk and leaned against it and watched the brunette tap away. She didn’t look up at me or acknowledge my existence. But I expected as much.

Watching her work, I noticed her tight looking body with her modest B-cup breasts and a cute face. This girl would have been one of my types back in my world. Slightly shorter than me while looking cute and spunky.

Ah, but I wasn’t here for her. No, no, no. I wanted a room full of sweaty women.

“Excuse me.” I said.

She stopped tapping on her keyboard to look up at me. No surprise or concern on her face at finally acknowledging me.

“Yes?”

“I was wondering if you had any yoga sessions performed here.” Was “perform” the right word for it? Whatever.

“Just down this hallway and on the left. The door should have a sign saying Group Yoga.” She said while pointing to the hallway on the wall behind her and to her right.

“Thank you.” I said and left her to her work.

Making my way around to the indicated hallway I also got a much larger glimpse into the other room with all the exercise machines and could see more women working on their muscles. I only stopped briefly though to look them over before moving onwards down the hall.

I noticed a couple doors leading to what were labelled as a “Dance Hall” and a “Break Room.” There even seemed to be an outdoor area, presumably for smokers.

I stopped by the Dance Hall and tested the door. It was locked. So, no one was using it for the moment. I wondered what kind of dancing went on in there. I looked around the walls right next to the door and found a bulletin board with a number of notices and posters on it. One of the notices caught my eye. It said something about a twerk group meeting up on weekend nights.

Fuck yeah!

I know where I’m going on the weekend. Today was still a school day but a couple days from now I’ll come around to “observe” that booty.

But moving on. The room further along down the hall on the same wall was the room I was looking for. The sign above the door named it as “Group Yoga.”

And the door was already open. I could hear a soft murmur occasionally coming from the room, then a short moment of shuffling.

I got closer and poked my head around the corner and almost ripped a hole in my borrowed track pants.

At least twelve women were there in the room. Each of them standing on mats spaced out in rows and columns. An instructor was standing in front of them performing in one of the poses of Yoga and the other women were following suit.

And every woman there was wearing tight and somewhat colourful spandex leggings, leotards, sports bras, shorts, leg warmers, capris and crop tops.

It was a sight so erotic to me that I was already panting like a dog. Especially with the pose they were using right now.

The downward dog.

Their asses were facing me and I couldn’t help but let out a moan at the possibilities. My dick was almost buzzing with anticipation.

That many women in one place, wearing colourful form fitting outfits, posing with their asses out and with a light sheen of sweat coating the skin that I could see… It was… It was…

It was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

I couldn’t think of a better sight to see than this.

I had to shift my boner so that it didn’t get uncomfortable. It was already hard as steel. Even after having jizzed so many times today, as weird as that was. But I couldn’t think of why my body could now do so much, or if I was **** by aliens or the government. No, all I could think about was perving on all of these women.

I took a deep unsteady breath and stepped inside the room.

Once again, a part of my mind felt that at any moment someone would get upset with me for being where I shouldn’t be. My insane arousal turned into a nervous excitement as I felt myself shake a little, standing there at the back of the group.

Their butts, though, had my eyes glued to them. Those shapely glutes and toned legs presented for my arrival. I had to swallow some saliva because my throat had gone bone dry. I took a few gulps from the water bottle I brought with me before I placed it down by the door.

I moved around to the left side of the room while keeping my eyes on their erotic form. From this new angle I could see them in profile. And it didn’t disappoint. Their breasts, both big and small, pointed to the ground even when restrained by their clothing. I guessed that the clothing they wore, even the sports bras, didn’t stop their breasts from shifting around. Or that they allowed for more movement. Whatever, it was sexy to see.

Now the instructor at the front of the class changed positions. She brought her body, clad in some kind of grey cloth leotard, back down to the mat beneath her and stretched her torso upward with the rest of her body against the ground. This made her butt look super tight as her back arched upward.

I think that was the upward facing dog.

I think. No expert here.

Once she was in the new position she murmured something to her class and everyone else did the same. Now the whole class had their heads stretched upwards with their asses looking like they needed to be humped.

But first I wanted to rub my face all over those asses.

I stepped over to one girl that was on the edge of the class and knelt down next to her. She had on hot pink shorts that hugged her butt nicely and a grey sports bra with neon green lining. Her breasts were on the small side but her ass looked full and tight. She had long brown hair tied up in a ponytail and a light dusting of makeup on her cute face.

She didn’t acknowledge my existence at all. I was right next to her yet she continued to look forward, her head tilted up.

Being this close I could see the small tiny hairs along her arm and individual eyelashes as she blinked. This close and she didn’t glance my way once. In my world a person would have gotten weirded out from someone being this close.

But not here. No, I could literally stare intently at her face from the side, my nose just inches away from her cheek, like right now, and breath in the scent of her. And damn, did she smell amazing. There was something floral mixed in with the slight scent of sweat coming off of her. But underneath those was her natural smell. The smell of a woman. And I inhaled it in like some kind of pervert, which essentially, I was. Now at least. In my world I wouldn’t have dreamed of doing this. I would have been as gentlemanly as possible there. But here? With nothing to inhibit my fantasies? No retribution for my actions? Of course I would try this. Who wouldn’t end up trying the most perverted things to come to their mind in a world like this one.

And now it felt like I was just trying to justify myself.

Enough of that.

Gotta do what I gotta do. And that was to move in closer until I was practically kissing her neck and breath in.

Oh god damn! I got a little lightheaded as I panted against this woman, taking in as much as I could. And she still didn’t seem bothered by it at all.

I moved from her neck to her face and nuzzled into her cheek and temple. I licked at her lips for a bit, not getting any response, before moving on back to her neck and down to her shoulder. From there I travelled downwards to her back, over the sports bra and past the small of her back. It was then that I reached my prize.

Her butt. That round cushiony ass in the hot pink shorts.

I pressed my face into those lumps of flesh and rubbed all over them, my hands running all over her body as I breathed in again and again. I even licked up and down her thighs before going back to rubbing her butt cheeks with my cheeks one at a time.

For the next few moments I lost some measure of self-control while exploring her booty. But after a while the instructor changed positions again. This time she looked like she was doing a push up but without moving up and down. Once again she called out to the class, this time I heard what she said. “Plank.”

Plank? Okay. We be planking now. Though this one looks a bit different from the viral phenomenon.

The class changed positions too. Which led to my girl pushing my head upwards with her bum as she moved into this plank position. A funny and sexy thing, I found.

Now everyone was planking. I sat back on my feet to look over the class again. So many girls frozen in a push up posture. But it didn’t last nearly as long as the previous pose did. The instructor switched positions again.

She lowered her body back down to the ground flat, then she raised her arms behind her and lifted her legs. The only thing touching the mat was her stomach. “Locust.”

Locust? Eww.

That wasn’t sexy at all. The pose though…

Ehh. It looked fine. I still had access to the ass but I wanted to move to another girl. So I got up and looked around.

I saw a girl two rows to the right that was wearing a short blue tank top and really tight and short shorts. They were so short and tight that the bottom half of her butt cheeks were spilling out. She was also wearing blue socks and white sneakers.

I stood over her and stared at that butt that was half uncovered. God damn this world is way too sexy. Every one of these ladies was sexy beyond belief. And I could just lean down and grope them as much as I liked. Like this woman. I leaned down and squeezed a cheek, then the other one and cupped her crotch too. And she didn’t flinch of falter in her yoga pose.

I knelt down further to motorboat this ass too. Her scent was different from the first woman’s but no less sexy and intoxicating. There was a slight hint of oranges for some reason though. An orange flavoured soap perhaps?

Whatever. I just breathed in more and more of her. I nuzzled further in between her cheeks, pushing on either side with my hands to press my face tighter with the junk in her trunk.

I almost missed it when the instructor called out again. I didn’t hear what she said but it didn’t seem to change much of the girls pose from what I could feel. She didn’t push me with her ass at least.

I moved away to take a look at what everyone was doing only to almost knock into my girl’s legs. Apparently, the new pose had them grabbing their own ankles from the locust position, bending their back like a bow.

Which was also pretty sexy. But didn’t stop me from continuing to indulge in ass. I went back to worshiping this girl’s cheeks. The pillow-y texture of the mounds had me wondering what it would be like to bite them. So, I did. Didn’t change much, but it was fun. And the girl didn’t yelp or scream from it. The exposed skin had evidence of my teeth indented on them though. Somehow, that was really satisfying to see. So I bit down some more on her cheeks, as well as up and down her thighs.

Again, I wanted to move on to another girl after having enough fun with this one. I looked around again, trying to find the next appealing girl.

In front of my current girl was a girl wearing actual yoga pants this time. They were black with pink stripes going down each leg. Her top was a light grey with some intricate looking neck straps.

I moved over to her just as the instructor changed positions again. She relaxed from the bow-like position and sat back on her feet. Then she leaned forward all the way, with her arms outstretched, palms flat on the mat. It almost looked like she was praying or lying prostrate before royalty.

“Child.” Was what she said to the class.

Child? I wasn’t sure I understood it. I couldn’t tell what was so child-like about the pose.

The girl I had moved to also switched to this position along with everyone else. Now her head was down and her butt stuck out but low to the ground.

For a moment, I wondered what I could do with her like this but then decided to just hump her back and butt. Even if I had to be on all fours on top of her.

But first I took off my track clothes, since I was likely going to end up fucking someone. And I was sure that it would feel much better humping her with my dick out than it would be if I kept them on.

Now, I positioned myself over her, my hands on either side of her head, and lowered my crotch to her rounded ass… And sighed contentedly. My raging boner could now press up against a girl and it felt amazing.

I moved back and forth over her butt and back, my dick sliding over soft yoga pants onto smooth yet sweaty skin and back again. I didn’t just stop at that end of her body either. I slid my way down her spine and over her shoulder blades, across her neck and right onto her head. Because, why not?

I did that a few times, the sensations letting off fireworks in my brain. I found that I had to try and control the pace, otherwise I’d shoot my load way too soon. I wanted to enjoy this for as long as possible.

And then it came time for the girls to change positions once again. “Dog tilt.”

Everyone lifted themselves up from their prostrated praying to be on their hands and knees. Theirs backs arched down and their faces forward.

The girl under me also lifted herself, which felt both nice and a little uncomfortable since she squashed a little into my ball sack. But I angled it so that my staff got most of the pressure. But now she was in a position that I could always agree with.

Doggy style was perhaps one of my favourite positions to do. It had a dominant feel to it, plus I liked butts. I will not lie about that. So, I humped away at her raised butt. I battered into her clothed cheeks with my unclothed dick. I rubbed each cheek and I groped at her tits, which were surprisingly big. I couldn’t tell from behind.

I brought myself very close to the edge of orgasm a few times in this pose but I didn’t allow myself to blow just yet. I was honestly curious about what the next pose would be.

A minute later the instructor called out again. “Extended dog.”

Everyone moved slightly so that their head was near the ground and their hands where stretched out again. Back to praying I guess. Except that this time their butts were still poking up like the Dog tilt pose. So I still had my dick rubbing between my current girl’s cheeks. I even poked at her crotch with the tip, pushing in even though she had yoga pants on. And those yoga pants were stretched enough that I could see her underwear through it.

I got the urge to just fuck her there and then. Pull her pants and underwear down and screw her. But I reigned it in.

To distract myself I went looking for another girl to play with. To the right was a girl in a red leotard. A high-leg leotard, which showed off all of her legs and hips. The material between her legs so thin that I could move it out the way if I wanted to.

I shuffled over behind her and took a close up look at her crotch, which was slightly visible seeing as how the leotard was really thin down there. The camel toe and the fact that it was high-leg told me that she had nothing on underneath. So, I moved the thin material aside and thrust my face in.

Breathing in the sweet scent of a girl’s sex had me groaning out loud, but no one paid attention to me. The girl herself didn’t react to someone shoving their nose into her pussy.

I inhaled deeply from her hot pocket and licked like a dog. Which was fitting considering their poses. After a while her pussy got wet from my ministrations and I lapped it up and continued to lap it up until I just couldn’t take it anymore.

I needed to fuck.

I got up and shuffled closer behind her and without ceremony shoved my cock inside her. Once inside I moaned in a long drawn out exclamation of my pleasure. I stayed like that, not because I wanted to hold off or anything, but because it felt so good that my brain needed a moment to register the hot, tight and wet vice that I just entered.

It felt like both a furnace and some kind of wet, sticky creature clamping down on my man meat. The stimulation was almost too much but I managed to get a grip on myself.

Were the other girls like this one? Throughout the day I was fucking women and I thought they were incredible. But this pussy had them beat.

I started to move and soon had a hurried pace thrusting in and out of this girl. I hung on to her hips for dear life as it seemed her vagina would try and suck the life out of me if I let it.

Ah, but maybe I wanted it to. At least, just my semen. It could have that. So, I threw caution to the wind and thrust my hardest into her, thrusting her forward on the mat and her not caring at all. No one cared, even when I was making so much noise, the slapping of flesh on flesh echoing throughout the room.

It wasn’t much longer now. The familiar feeling was boiling up inside. My ball sack tightened as my cock went through a pre-emptive pulse before my baby batter raced through the tubes and into her womb. I didn’t stop humping as my dick pulsed again and again, trying to empty everything into her waiting embrace.

“Fuck.” I swore out loud. There was a lot coming out. My cock thrummed until all it shot were blanks, before I pulled out and fell to my ass behind the girl in the red leotard.

I was breathing hard while resting my hands on the floor behind me. I watched as my white stuff began to drip out of the hole in front of my face. A sight like that was incredibly satisfying to see. It essentially said, I did that. That was me, In a primitive claim of dominance.

Very caveman indeed. But no less fulfilling.

I heaved a large sigh and just sat there to watch the rest of the girls on display.